About the Poem
This poem (for a change) was not inspired by my daughter. This time it was just plain old depression.
|by A. Mother|
Yes, Lord, I'm tired!
Tired of being lonely and tired of being alone.
Tired of the voices of women instead of men.
I'm tired of seeing my older face
Where a younger one should be.
Tired of acting my age
When inside I feel twenty-three.
Yes, I'm tired!
Tired of empty arms and empty nights.
Tired of an empty heart and an empty life.
Tired of loving no one and no one loving me.
I'm tired of my own company
And just plain tired of being me.
Yes, Lord, I'm tired but I can't turn back the years.
I just need your help, Lord,
To get through these middle age tears.
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